

From shelter to sofa
Found wandering with a damaged eye and a heart of gold, my path led from a concrete shelter to a warm, sunlit living room. I lost an eye but gained a family that understands the absolute necessity of mid-afternoon cheese breaks.
Special needs dogs don't need your pity. We just need a little patience, a comfortable spot to snort in peace, and a human who doesn't mind a very loud, rhythmic sleeper.





